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There was a stain of wine upon her dress. “It is a night of endings,” she murmured to herself. I believe I am getting impudent. "When you are stronger we'll go up to the cutwater and watch them from there. I must have been very wound up. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. You are—horrible.
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